amok: Already prepared a paragraph. This (I hope) should be fairly easy:

"The raincoat was open in front and I couldn’t button it, being handcuffed. The skirts flapped against my legs like the wings of a large and tired bird. I came to the highway. Cars went by in a wide swirl of water illuminated by headlights. The tearing noise of their tyres died swiftly. I found my convertible where I had left it, both tyres fixed and mounted, so it could be driven away, if necessary. They thought of everything. I got into it and leaned down sideways under the wheel and fumbled aside the flap of leather that covered the pocket. I got the other gun, stuffed it up under my coat and started back. The world was small, shut in, black. A private world for Canino and me."

ZapMcRaygunn: Here's one:

"At that instant I was aware of a bushy black beard and a pair of piercing eyes turned upon us through the side window of the cab. Instantly the trap door at the top flew up, something was screamed to the driver, and the cab flew madly off down regent street."

amok: Well, that is from the Hound of Baskerville. And my riddle is here: http://www.gog.com/forum/general/name_this_book/post70 :)

ZapMcRaygunn: Holy Humphrey Bogart, Batman. That's The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler. One of the great hard boiled gumshoe classics which also was the basis for a great movie.

DieRuhe: Ok, sorry. Lots of work-related disasters lately.

So here goes:

"I'm not a cop anymore" reminded Jake, sitting and smiling evenly at the plump man.

(I don't know if that's too much or not enough, but I guess I'll find out!)